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I Quit

Handing over the written notice to my beloved boss did two things immediately.


  1.  Instant fear - what was I thinking? The economy is hard. Gas and food prices keep increasing. How many people will be able to afford beautiful excess, such as artwork? Can I reach my monthly income requirements?

  2.  Absolute certainty that this decision was meant to happen, and the timing is right.




Come September 2024, as my baby girl takes those two-giant steps onto the bus to head toward school. I will take several freeing, dancing, and electrified steps toward my art studio as a full-time artist.